We can spend it

But we cannot buy it


Tick Tock


We don’t want it when we have it

And we don’t have it when we want it


Tick Tock


It flies without wings

It has no end and no beginning


Tick Tock


And we waste time on useless things

We try to be cool, to be rich, to be pretty


Tick Tock


But none of that matters

In the end, is it important?


Tick Tock


Shall we bury you with your money?

Write, “was very cool” on your tombstone?

How pretty will you be in your grave?


Tick Tock


No one will remember that

They will remember the things you did

The differences you made


Tick Tock


Then make a difference!

The clock is ticking.


Tick Tock


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3 thoughts on “time

  1. Yas says:

    SAHARA! i would literally read any piece of writing even if it was about like gucci (my garden is gucci). i love ur writing and this…. now this. this is a beauty. really… my whole life ive just been chilling and ur writing kinda personally attacks me bc i can relate to all of them (some more than others) and its kinda like a comforting personal attack… like hey! this is what u did wrong but look at u now! u are okay! ok anyways. sorry i rambled on….

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